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There is no rush to build a house. The important thing right now is to improve the method of drying salt, which means digging pits and making wooden barrels.
At noon, after everyone had a meal of pickled meat together, Wu Yue began to order people to cut down trees as needed and to dig holes as needed.
Digging the hole is easy. Just dig according to the lines drawn by Wu Yue. You don’t have to dig too deep. It is quite easy to do.
Making a wooden barrel was a bit difficult, so Shi used a kitchen knife to split the wood into planks. Wu Yue pieced them together for a long time but couldn't figure it out.
He remembered that the wooden barrel had to be fastened with iron hoops, but he had neither the materials nor the skills, so he didn't know how to solve the problem.
Fortunately, Yun gave him a useful item: "God's messenger, do you think this can be used?"
"What is this?" Wu Yue stopped fighting with the wooden board and looked curiously at the pale yellow translucent stone-like object in Yun's hand.
"It's a liquid that flows from a tree. It will look like this after it dries. If you put it next to the fire, it will become liquid again. The great witch will use it to stop the bleeding of the injured." Yun pointed behind Wu Yue. Wu Yue turned around and saw Xia.
It seems that Xia asked Yun to bring this thing over.
Wu Yue smiled and took it. "I think it will be very useful. Thank you, and thank you, Great Witch."
He placed the resin in a wooden bowl and heated it over water. Sure enough, it slowly melted into a honey-like, viscous liquid with a distinct woody smell. Wu Yue tested it and found the consistency acceptable, but it likely wasn't enough to bond the wood together.
After thinking about it, he tried carving grooves and protrusions on the wooden board, making a simple mortise and tenon structure, and then added resin glue.
This is much better now. The resin glue becomes very hard after drying, and it also fills the gaps between the wooden boards. Wu Yue tried to add some water. Although some water drips out, not much leaks out.
After his own experiment was successful, he began to teach others that this wooden barrel was a good thing and it would not hurt to make more.
However, the delicate mortise and tenon structure is extremely difficult to make, and in the end only two or three people were able to successfully make it, including Xiaoshu who was good at this.
After writing down the names of these people, Wu Yue felt that he could give them more training.
He left those who had learned the technique behind to make wooden barrels, and then he led his men across the river, dug up some humus soil from the forest and piled it on the open space where he planned to farm. He then led his men to turn the soil over and mix the humus soil in it.
While doing it, he taught him knowledge: "If you want the plants to grow well, you can't just plant them and leave them alone. You need to water and fertilize them. For example, the soil made from fallen leaves in the forest is a good fertilizer. The other is human and animal feces... So where do you usually go to the toilet?" Before, everyone (including him) would just find a secluded place outside the cave to do it, mainly because there were no conditions.
Thanks to the communication pill, even primitive people without toilets could understand it.
The primitive man did not shy away from this question. The woman next to him answered him: "Just find a random place outside the tribe and bury it."
Oh my god, he could step on a landmine at any time... Fortunately, he had shoes, unlike these primitive people who were barefoot.
Wu Yue shook his head. This wouldn't work. Not only would there be the risk of stepping on a landmine, it would also be wasteful. In a world without chemical fertilizers, farmyard manure was the guarantee of production.
Building toilets should be a higher priority than building houses!
But it was too late today; it was already dark after they finished turning the soil. He told everyone to go back and rest, then he took out half of each seed from the space and soaked them in warm water to help them germinate.
Sweet potatoes and chayote cannot be stored for long, so he took them out and soaked them in water.
He remembered that when he was in the orphanage, the director's mother did this before growing vegetables in the yard. It should be... right.
But sweet potatoes and chayote are easy to grow, so he kept half of the seeds of the other things, so if something unexpected happens, it is not impossible to remedy the situation.
Tonight, they had pickled meat again. While the Hyena Tribe had plenty of food left, it wasn't enough for over two hundred people. After this meal, they had to go hunting tomorrow. Wu Yue said he only needed to leave a few men to chop trees and dig pits, and Xiao could take the rest of the strong laborers with him.
All he needs is to build a few toilets tomorrow.
The next day, the hunting, gathering, and salt-making were over. Wu Yue and the few people assigned to him began to work. Although the conditions were limited, he didn't want to mess around. The toilets he made would be stinking and full of maggots. The people of the Sharp Fang Tribe might not care, but he would definitely be disgusted.
He planned to build four toilets around the four corners of the tribe, and if they were not enough, he could build more later.
First, dig a large hole, and then place wood and branches horizontally on most of the surface of the hole to prevent rainwater from seeping in.
For the small half that is not connected with wood, use shorter wood to build a squat toilet vertically. Try to make it as sturdy as possible to prevent some accidents that no one wants to see.
Then, wood is densely inserted on the left, right, and back of the squat toilet, and mud is covered on the outside to keep it warm and ensure privacy.
The roof is made of branches and fur and is in a cone shape, while the door is woven with wood, stone and vines, making it easy to open and close.
In order to make the smell less strong, Wu Yue found a large basket, put a few large leaves on it, filled the basket with wood ash and placed it by the door. This way, he could sprinkle some wood ash after each use to remove the odor and increase fertilizer production.
Anyway, they rely on fire for heating and cooking every day, so they have no shortage of it.
The toilet that we built by trial and error turned out to be pretty good. Although it might not be very sturdy and could only last for a year or two at most, it was much better than the tents in the tribe.
"God's messenger, is this really used for...?" Yu, who was helping out, asked vaguely because he had always seen Wu Yue reject that word. "This thing called a toilet is so well built! I feel like I can even sleep here tonight!"
Wu Yue smiled and patted his shoulder: "Don't sleep here, this is for excretion. Don't worry, we will build a house in the future so that everyone can sleep in a safe and warm place!"
"Really? As good as a toilet?" the fish was excited.
Why do you always have to compare it with the toilet... Wu Yue was speechless, but still assured: "It's better than the toilet, much better!"
The people who were helping became motivated and, based on the experience gained from the first toilet, they quickly built toilets in the other three corners.
Wu Yue tried it, and it worked. The smell was mostly masked by the ash. He had originally considered hanging a sign at the door to indicate whether anyone was inside, but the primitive man, apparently too bothered by the hassle, found a better solution: simply shouting to ask if anyone was inside.
Well...that's fine.
When the sun set, Xiao returned with the hunting team. There were about fifty people going out this time, so the number of prey they brought back was also huge.
The prey caught by Xiao and the people holding knives are all dead, but there are some creatures such as deer and sheep that were only injured and are still alive.
What surprised Wu Yue the most was that there were birds.
"Who shot this?" Wu Yue asked as he excitedly circled around the bird with a large head that looked like a grouse.
"It's me, the messenger of God." A thin young man who looked still childish scratched his head and said, "Do you like eating bird meat?" He was originally sad because the prey he caught was very small, but he would feel much better if the messenger of God liked it.
"It's not a question of liking them." Wu Yue was actually thinking about the group of jungle fowl he had seen before. If he could bring those jungle fowl back to the tribe and domesticate them into chickens, then at least he wouldn't have to worry about eggs.
Eggs are probably the most easily obtained protein in agricultural civilization.
He looked at the prey at his feet again and asked, "Eagle, how did you shoot this bird? Is it possible to catch it without killing it?"
The eagle nodded and said, "Sure. I usually hit them with rocks. Most of the time they're not dead when they fall, but I break their necks."
Hit with a stone? Wu Yue was a little surprised. It sounded like eagles could often hit birds. This kid must have a pretty good aim!
"That's great, Ying, you're great. I may need to trouble you with similar matters in the future." Wu Yue patted Ying's shoulder happily.
Xiao frowned slightly and quietly squeezed over: "What does the Divine Envoy want to tell you? It's very dangerous outside the tribe. We can't let you and Ying go out alone."
Wu Yue didn't hide it from him and directly told him about his plan to tame jungle fowl. He pointed to the prey that was still alive and said, "If there are animals like these that are not seriously injured and have gentle temperaments, we can raise them, feed them grass every day, and let them reproduce in the tribe. When they reach a certain size, the tribe will be able to fill their stomachs without hunting!"
Xiao touched his chin, thinking about the feasibility of this matter.
It sounds like it wouldn't be a difficult task except for the trouble of feeding the animals every day.
Anyway, now that spring has arrived, there is grass everywhere and you can easily pick a lot of it.
But, "These animals can run." Xiao said, wild animals may stay still when they are injured, but once their injuries are healed, they will definitely run away.
Wu Yue was stunned for a moment. He was about to suggest using a rope, but the Sharp Fang Tribe didn't have that kind of thing, and he didn't have any in his space either. If he built a barn, it would take too long.
Wu Yue sighed. Many things could not be carried out because of incomplete preparation.
Xiao spoke again, "These animals are seriously injured this time and may not survive. How about we kill them first? Then when we hunt later, we should be careful to catch some docile ones."
Wu Yue nodded and said, "There's no rush about this. I'll tell you when I'm ready." At least he had to wait until he figured out the rope.
Xiao nodded, took out his Tang sword, and cut the throats of these animals cleanly and neatly. He used the footbath to catch the gushing blood.
Some people gathered around to cut the fur and meat. There was a lot of prey today and it couldn't be eaten all. A lot of it needed to be salted and stored.
However, as the weather gets warmer, this storage method is not good enough and the meat will have a bit of a strange smell.
Wu Yue suddenly remembered that he had wanted to make blood sausage. During his escape, there was not enough food, so he cooked and ate all the intestines and blood. Now that he wanted to preserve food, he could make blood sausage.
When he told this story, everyone naturally supported him when they heard that the messenger of God had a better way to preserve food. Wu Yue then put the intestines, blood, and a lot of meat into the space, planning to take people to make blood sausage tomorrow.
Although this space is not sterile and oxygen-free, it is dry and cool, making it very suitable for storing food.
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